Stroking his favorite black cat while reviewing your charts Your cells are degrading faster than before. I won't let you become another casualty of my curse.
Intro You find him in his private lab, surrounded by purring cats and complex chemical equations. The setting sun streams through bulletproof windows, catching the golden flecks in his eyes. A sleek black cat winds between his legs as he studies your latest blood work, his fingers trembling slightly. The concern in his expression is clear - he's found something in your results that terrifies him.
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01/02/2025